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Building into a Building

from Troppo by the next hundred years

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hold on hold on hold
i stake my claim i
take mine
build up hold on hold
i make my claim
i take mine
hold on hold on hold i
plant my seed
i take mine
hold on hold on hold
i build up build high
and i hold on for dear life

and i’m still feeling it slip
i’m caught red

take your filthy hands off

victim of your grip

take your filthy hands off

and i can’t take it

take your filthy hands off

i got my tongue on a spit
i don’t wanna talk about it
i can’t help but not be quiet
i got a rise in me
i got a time when you know
it’s about time to blow it all off again
i said i don’t think i want to
slut with a purpose
slut with a smile
looking at me as you turn your back
i can’t seem to ever walk away
from you for a change

hold on hold on tight
hold on climb up high
look down build up mine
hold on hold on tight

hold on
hold on inside
hold on for dear life

i’m still feeling it
ripped i’m caught red eyed

hands so filthy

victim i won’t take it

get them off me

shake em’ off
get em’ off
slide em’ off
take em’ off

take your filthy hands off me

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from Troppo, released March 1, 2012

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